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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive waves are crashing against a sheer, rocky cliffside as the sun hangs low in the sky, casting a golden glow over the turbulent water. Umm, the air's charged with sea spray and has a weird, electric quality that's making my hair stand on end. A fully-intact, 19th-century-style wooden ship's wheel is somehow embedded in the face of the cliff, spinning steadily as if it's connected to an invisible ship, and seagulls are landing on its spokes like they're branches. The smell of saltwater and seaweed is overpowering, and the sound of the waves is almost deafening.